(first published on sarahlunsford.com)
Straighten your crown they said.
So, you push it back up on your head, metaphorically speaking, of course, and it slides sideways again, and again, and again while you’re always pushing it back. Until you get tired and take it off, looking at it for the very first time.
The problem with looking at the crown is you actually see it. You see that it may not reflect you at all. It reflects a version of you that others want you to be. Sparkly. Brilliant. Beautiful. Bright. All the things they value, but what if you don’t value those things at all? Or, you just value them in a different way? So, they look different from what everyone around you is trying to put on your head, instead of reflecting who you really are.
That’s the great rub in all of this, this trying to fit something on us that doesn’t fit after all, that will no doubt cause some sort of wounding inside of us. The difference between who we are and who others think we’re supposed to be.
What I’ve found is the closer we get to the God that sits with us in the shadows, the closer we learn who we are and we see how ill-fitting the crown is.
I prefer darker things. Not horrible, ugly dark things, but the things that move carefully in the shadows and see everything around them. The beauty that is locked in a struggle with itself because it isn’t socially acceptable. The fine line between darkness and light where most of us actually live.
The place where the thread of light runs through the smoky darkness of people’s souls.
The people who have crowns in that world don’t have crowns of gold and brilliant white diamonds, but of titanium and rubies, silver and sapphire’s, stainless steel and emeralds. Their crowns are hard won, woven and bent in heat and set in freezing temperatures.
Their crowns fit, no balancing or pushing back required. Just a determined stubbornness to not let anyone else define them, and, the perseverance to allow themselves to grow in the shadows in the presence of their God.
Thou shalt also be a crown of glory in the hand of the Lord, and a royal diadem in the hand of thy God. Isaiah 62:3